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I was musing
the title
Of this
When I first lay back 
And forgot to be aware
As I lay back,
Forgot the anticipation 
Of joy
Which always comes
Before I lie back 
Before the hot water 
Reaches, and needles
Into my nervous system
All along my back
And small hot wavelets
Make their way 
Round my neck …
It only really works
When 
I first, in a 
Hot bath and after
Activity, or when 
In pain
And I, with an 
Open mind
Empty of Titles,
Empty of
Everything 
But the bath, 
There is only this bath
The bath …
Sit, and then
… slowly …
To extend the bliss
Lie back
Even the whim, the
Inclination to  write
In the bath nay to write
… I must write
About the bliss
Of lying back
… I do it …
And yet do I revel in it
Sit, and then slowly,
To extend the bliss
Lie back
Oh so 
Slowly
Feel the water …
The water
The hot water
As it Meets 
… Every …
… Point …
Along … my … spine
Feel the lapping
As I become
submerged
Bit … by … bit
Oh! the shoulders
Glory
The lower neck
And shudders go through me
Of delight
And more,
Feeling the wavelets
About my neck and
Arms and knees
Ecstatic
Body ecstatic, the water
Love and caresses
Sending
To all parts of me.
Yea to all parts,
Indeed
The heat and the cleansing
Reach my soul …
… Ecstasy …
… Bliss …
… Only this …
But
Now comes the sound
 of sweeping
  Broom wielded by blue-clad worker
   Outside the window
    Sweeping the drive
      With systematic strokes 
        Outside the window,
 The sweeping
  Bringing a rush of thoughts
   Unwelcome now 
    And emotions …
     Too many to name …
Peace … 
Water …
Peaceful water all about me
I am entering a new now
A new present
To be enjoyed
So …
Time to put down my pencil,
To wash, to get out
And smile.

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